Page 72 of Light in Your Eyes
I hurriedly approach him. “Are you okay?” I hold his arm to help him walk.
When my skin touches his, I feel the temperature of his body.
“Are you feeling not well?” I ask with concern.
Kellan squeezes his eyes shut and sniffs. A few coughs leave his mouth.
“I think you’re having a flu.” I touch his head, checking his temperature again. It’s high. “Let me help you get intobed again.”
I guide him to the bed and arrange his pillow. He sighs as he lies down.
“Wait for me,” I say gently. “I will make something for you to eat.”
I know that Kellan likes mushroom soup, so I’m going to cook that for him. When Kellan starts to doze off, I walk toward the door. I exit the room and head to the kitchen.
Once I arrive in the kitchen, I start preparing the mushroom soup, hoping that Kellan will like it. A smile touches my lips as I think about what I can do to him. I want to be useful to him, to help him like this.
While I’m still cooking, I feel movement behind me. When I turn around, my eyes widen in shock.
Luca is here, staring at me.
I swallow, watching as he squints at me. He still looks sleepy, probably just woken up and now looking for water.
“You’re here.” He sneers, and as soon as he opens his mouth, I know for a fact that he’s drunk.
I ignore him, focusing my attention back to the food I’m cooking. I can hear Luca stepping closer behind me.
“Why the fuck are you silent?” he whispers closer to my ear, sending chills through my body. I can smell alcohol on his breath. “Don’t you miss me?”
I instantly stop what I’m doing. I snap my body around and glare at him. “No. Will you move away? I’m trying to cook, and you’re bothering me.”
Luca scoffs. “Now that you have the tattoo, you’re being so arrogant.”
I tilt my chin up, but to my horror, he pushes forward. I turn off the stove and edge away from him.
“What do you want from me?” I snap.
He stares at me in disgust. “This kitten is now a wildcat. Just because Kellan upgraded your tattoo.”
“Leave me alone.”
Luca ignores my words and takes one more step toward me. “Why? Are you scared of me?”
I take a step backward, and he suddenly grips my wrist, startling me.
“Let go of me,” I speak through gritted teeth.
“Or what?”
“Or I’ll scream.”
Luca laughs, throwing his head back. He then focuses his gaze on me again, putting on a serious look. “Not good enough.”
I ball my fist. “I will tell Kellan to punish you.”
Those words seem to work, because the next thing Luca does is step backward. He watches me with irritation before finally walking away from the kitchen.
I touch my chest, feeling the beat of my heart. It’s fast, caused by Luca’s sudden advance.
